Page 58 of Pretty Obsessed

"This stuff destroys condoms." My arms wound their way around his neck, urging him closer.

"Do you want me to stop?" He didn't stop. The unspoken we’d ‘already fucked without a condom’ sitting there between us.

"No."

He pulled out and I whined. He grinned ruefully, stripping off the condom before pressing into me.

“You know what I want.” He paused only barely inside me.

Dignity totally out the window, lust taking over I didn’t hesitate. “Please fuck me.”

“How deep do you want me?” he whispered against my ear.

“So deep I can taste you.”

He slammed his hips forward. My head dropped to his shoulder, overwhelmed by the sudden change in sensation. Him, fully and totally, and it was better than the first time. I clawed at his back, pressing my heels into his ass, forcing him deeper.

"You like that, don't you?" He only went halfway then stopped, pulling back to do the same. It was maddening.

I urged him forward, tried to get more of his cock but he resisted. Finally, I picked up my head, catching the grin on his lips.

"I thought you promised to fuck me until I could taste you?" I gasped.

"What happened to you begging for it?"

"More?"

He nodded devilish and sultry, dropping his attention to watch himself fuck in and out of me. “I love your words. I want all of them, dearest.”

"I want all of you.” More than his cock.

"Tell me how much you like it when I fuck you raw?”

"More than I think you'll ever know." The truth spilled out of me when I was with him. I pressed my head into his, both of us watching him fuck himself deeper.

He paused and shuddered when his hips pressed into my thighs. He pulsed and I clenched around him. "You want more, don't you?"

"Yes," before I fully enunciated the word, he picked me up, carrying me towards the bed.

Throwing me down, he grabbed my hip and spun my ass in the air. I lifted it, presenting it to him and he wasted no time sinking home. He sprawled out over me, fucking me into the mattress. I arched, pushing back with everything I had to drive him as far inside me as he could get.

I'd never been so stretched and fulfilled.

"More," I demanded, shocking myself with the assertion.

He wrapped an arm around my throat with his lips neck to my ear. "Spread yourself for me."

Without a second thought, I grabbed both my cheeks, doing as he said so he could get the extra millimeters.

"And how's that?"

"More."

He chuckled filthily. "If only I could, dearest."

"I don't think it's possible to be close enough to you."

Ruthlessly he fucked me, forcing my back to arch with his grip, sloppily kissing me with every brutal pound of his hips.

---